Luyện nghe bài hát Real Quick

[Hook:
I go 0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, squad on that real shit
0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, real fuckin' quick,
0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, whole squad on that real
0 to 100, nigga, quick
Real quick, real quick, nigga

[Verse 1: 50
I'll run my blade across a ass (real quick)
I'm so for real I'm on some real, real nigga
You playing, boy, get you hit (real quick)
You hope the parademics come (real quick)
Got me fucked up if you thinking it's different now a rich
Before I get to know you niggas better cut the shit
Boy, you gon have [?] popped, pull a for me
And my little niggas trigger op like it's legal,
No game I bang, boy, I empty the clip
You run like a bitch, you 'bout that shit
Hey, hey, hey, I'll you another day, day, day
It's the Unit to the bullshit

[Verse 2: Tony
Nothing in is out of bounds
AK about a hundred rounds
60 shots like KD at the
Okay when I see you on
nigga 'til the day I'm gone
Indulge in the violence when the on
Yeah, rap niggas lukewarm
I'm too of dope when the mic on

[Verse 3: Kidd]
Don't me, see me when you see me
Down to the news just to say that I'm on TV
This rated R, niggas PG
shells burn like a bootleg CD
Fuck love, I the money
When you get too of it they gon' say you acting funny
''Kidd, how you feel now the Unit's back?''
Like a million bucks, motherfucker, do the

[Verse 4: Buck]
Coldblooded, boy, my heart don't feel
Get me, ask 50, I take the hit (real quick)
Balenciagas you could get your ass kicked
Take a nigga bitch and make a real flick
I know I'm different from you usually been dealing with
Don't need a mic, give me some white to make a million
burrough, 6 shots on the Brooklyn Bridge
I let the nigga Drake you what I just did

[Verse 5: Lloyd
Nigga, getting new to you
I a fuck if shit get ugly, it'll be a beautiful funeral
You fit the script I'm assume it's true
manuever through the street without a strategy
Ain't to tutor you
And man was lucky Unit's
You how he flows
15 switching dealers like casinos
And my goon'll you in the arm
I'm out the country every week and ash on the Autobahn
Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, been [?]
calling me all day long, this is homocide
More tears in mama eyes
reasons to wake up, real niggas arrive